Leytmotif Luzifer: The 7 Temptations of Man

Filled with humbleness and tempted by pride I kneel before you I did not command but accept the fires you send For not my hands receive and give, but through yours I deliver Incomplete yet not unjust, and with you I shall burn Veni sancte spiritos Come and fill my vessel! Grant me the right to speak Clothe me with the fabric of perception Here I am, bare and bleeding, facing your vast magnificence Veni sancte spiritos Come and fill my vessel! Am I worthy, is my dignity enow Cathechise your 7th disciple Your Spears shall pierce my nescience Who is higher than me, who else has your authority Is my arrogance the sole ordeal in front of you? Do these rites legitimate me to evangelise Will you guide me through the entrails of the Earth And accept my sacrifice In the dirt, in orans posture Presenting the litany What more is there to offer than myself My deeds and thoughts, my anguish and joice Indulging in the shadow of your splendour Building Cathedrals not of stones but words and tones Bind not these hands of yours, but anoint them with strength Fill this ardent vessel with your fiery revelation

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 07, 2025

Through one single man sin came upon earth One single man is enough to open up eternity So take this yoke of him and bear Take the order and sacrifice this new covenant Holy oil, Candles and blood Drink from this chalice Taste from the most forbidden fruit Flesh opens the membership In the mystic body of him Become the tempter! May the painful burden of these sacred words Become holy privilege And meaningful purpose of existence May the sole gesture of you once scorned vessels Become fiery reality Feast on the body and become the impure! Per aditum, per adoratum All renewal in him Per gustum et locotionem All renewal in him Per tactum, per gressum All renewal in him

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 07, 2025

Ye the almighty, unto whom all hearts are open All desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts By the inspiration of thy flames We worthily magnify thy thousand names all unified in thou Abyssic lord, we call, plead and crave! Send your legions Come forth, angels of sin One of the seven will come And with the golden censer step up to the altar Carrying incense and embers to be burnt before the throne To bring our words to him And from the hands of the winged sovereignty Overcome with humbleeness facing such grandeur I am blazing with awe and shine with the fires of him I kneel down, brace posture and offer my gifts I lay outstretched in five pointed symmetry I purge the ground and close the gate Call back your legions Descend, angels of sin Grant me command Let me burn with strength Sharpen my sense and my will

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 07, 2025

Lucifer! Rebellious son, infernal one! Tempt me! Lead and ignite me! No longer shall we be called servants We testify and cast off these chains Hesitation, sloth, incertitude No longer shall we fall prey to these soothing whores So let me rise Thorns pierce and nails purge Confiteor deo omnipotentis Quia peccavi non satis Flagellamus ad majorem diaboli gloriam Struck with awe we shall ascend these high ranks And shall be vigilant to the blasphemies of the divine The devil's wisdom is commended to the untiring Who persistently perform exercises clandestine Prudent are we as we celebrate the mysteries Transform all abominations, free the body of all desires Our lession shall be sacred medicine Sermonizing we rejoice in the house of temptations Freedom is no longer an illusionary whore Celebrate his name, ye souls, waken From your determined slumber of eons We chain ourselves and serve with pride We wallow in this earthly dirt Our free will is perception Our prayer is our fate

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 07, 2025

Harken! The first duty of the earthborn is worship As it directs the soul towards him Because it is him man is bound to as mystic source and purpose Protean king of thousand faces and forms Only when man accepts his highest reign and truth by revelation Then man is above all welk and rotten So I proclaim the glory of our lord To the devil, the father of all We praise thee To Satan, his mysteries hidden within all scripts and cults We praise thee To Lucifer, who touched man and brought knowledge on earth We praise thee To him, who is above us, in us, as well as below We praise thee We praise thee by our existence! Glory O, rebellious son Glory Blackwinged angel, fallen one To the devil, the father of all When man's entire conduct is catered to him When man's worship is exercised with surrender Then man's soul is directed towards him Then man is above all welk and rotten

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 07, 2025

Not in humility we look down But resolute we stare into the abyss For the righteous falls 7 times a day And depravity paves the way into damnation Rejoice! Powers of hell Shadow legions, darkness descendants Exult and gather all around Satan's throne Lucifer, our lord is risen Enthroned upon deniers bones Thus sound the trumpets of doom Rejoice! Rejoice, o earth in sunken splendour Vanished in the brightness of your king Satan has conquered, once and for all For he has redeemed us with his infinite fall Inverted Eden and bled for Adam's sin Mad laughter and disharmony Resound, ye songs, in ecstasy Chant well his gospel, cry aloud, inflame the fires of hell Scorched be feathers, flesh and skin All Choirs and armies nw join in Exult and rejoice to the honour of him And so we sin And so we sin, fall and rise herein this dirt Born out of dust, but fire we became To the great dragon we have served all the hearts impaled On crimson pillars pointing to Megiddo Assuaging his hunger, quenching his thirst With the endless stygian stream Made of all blood and all tears of all angels and saints We cut the flesh open and proclaim the rise of us through him Martyrs of the earth We praise your strength of transformation Martyrs of the heavens We bath in your feces and blood And summon the Martyrs of hell Sing to the honour of him

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 07, 2025

Pyrophorous titan, fiery ghost Caller out of the netherworld onto earth's armies of Lazari Winged spirit baptist, unveil the layers of haze Speak the word only And awaken your zealous advocaltes of the inferno Those sunken into dreams Where seconds become a thousand years We are torn between orgies and wars As long as poles do not unite As long as angels fall and devil's bleed man will weep Tempt me not! Sordid soul deceivers Tempt me not! Or watch your World be consumed by fire I receive this flaming vesture from his hands A Purple rode, green his signs, gold the sigils And fufill my ceremonial duty He is powerful to heighten my grace He lives and rules as king from eternity to eternity Et iterum venturus est cum gloria lucida Visibilium omnium et invisibilium contribuuntur Adoramus cum Cuius regni non erit finis Propter magnum gloriam suam Diabolium de diabolo, Lucifer Where did all struggle lead the slaves Whom helped all knowledge, who escaped The grip of God, the scythe of Death Doubt is the gyve of the weak, belief the sword of the free So we worship thee! Winged revolutionary Fiery emissary Wrathful luminary All earthborn plod perpetually to rise and praise aloud We're martyrs blessed with infancy, neglect is our shroud Continuallly lasts this act to build your Majesty All earth does worship thee! Te Deum laudamus Diabolum adoramus

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 07, 2025